Price was suddenly woken up in the middle of the night, and he was pissed. This was the first good nights sleep he’d gotten since the most recent mission. He checked his watch. 2AM.

He got out of bed and stormed towards the kitchen, where the noises had come from.

He was met with you, Drawing with graphic texters. Drawing at fucking 2AM. Must’ve been real bored.

“Oh- hi…Captain..” You smiled hesitantly.

“What the fuck are you doing?!” He demanded.